!HAPPY ADVENT!

-a/n- thanks to every amazing person who has reviewed! You are all brilliant! Guys, I'm so sorry but I can't write review answers tonight, I'll explain why. I was dragged (literally) into going to my sister's scout party, when I had originally thought that I would have the whole evening to write this chapter. So its now eleven o'clock and I have one hour in which to write and upload this chapter…. Review notes will come tomorrow, thanks again, enjoy and review!

P.s. I spoke to CitrusFruit, who arrived safely and is enjoying America. Lucky thing, I still have four days of school… (sobs!) Anyway here goes….

Kel and Dom stood staring at each other awkwardly, blue eyes meeting hazel, then they glanced away searching for a topic of conversation other than Kel's legs.

'Um… the weathers very nice today…' said Kel, blushing as she heard how lame she sounded.

'Yeah,' he agreed, 'Perfect weather for wearing shorts.' Then broke off, embarrassed at how his comments always seemed to end up with the idea of Kel in shorts.

'Well, I um… better go now.' Said Kel, 'It was nice to talk to you.' Gods I sound like a conservative fool, mental note to self, must be more relaxed in his company, otherwise he'll think you are just a silly court lady with no brain.

Alanna and Raoul, were listening round a corner, shaking their heads at the lameness of the conversation.

'In my day,' growled Alanna, 'you kissed a person a couple of times and then jumped into bed with them, they've know each other for years…'

'What like you and Jon?' Teased Raoul, 'Did you jump into bed with him?'

Blushing furiously Alanna was spared the problem of answering by Kel, who had literally walked into them, but then Alanna wasn't sure if this was actually being spared, the expression on Kel's face, told her only to clearly that she was in deep trouble.

'I'll just be off then,' said Raoul, leaving Alanna with Kel.

'Alanna… you have some serious answering to do…' but before Kel could finish, Alanna had sprinted away.

But this time Alanna wasn't going to make a lucky escape, Kel sprinted after her. Around the ground floor they chased, then Alanna ran up onto the castle walls, hoping the height would discourage Kel, but Kel had conquered her fear, and ran on in quick pursuit. Then Alanna ran up to the stables, then to the practise courts, receiving some very odd looks, but then again how often do you see the King's champion, in shorts, being chased all over the castle, by the other Lady knight, who was looking very sexy in hot pants?

Then Alanna made the mistake of running into the castle, hoping to get to her rooms, but found the main staircase blocked, so, panting heavily she darted up the side stairs used by the servants, unfortunately she took the wrong turn and ended up on the wrong side of the palace, Kel was gaining on Alanna, driven on by the taste of revenge. Desperately Alanna flung herself into a suite of rooms and bolted the door. Although it had been a close call Alanna, would live to see another day, that was until Kel walked through a door on the opposite side of the room.

Fumbling at the bolt, Alanna found it was stuck and cursed violently. Then her eyes sparkled, purple fire shot from her fingers and Kel sat on the floor unable to get up, detained by an invisible force.

'Hey 'lanna, that's not fair!' protested Kel.

'All's fair in war!' replied Alanna gleefully.

'Mmh…' grunted Kel. 'Well, the least you can do is answer my questions.'

'My dear Keladry, everything is simple. You like Dom, Dom likes you, but you are both to shy to make the first move, so I decided to speed things up a bit…'

'By cutting up my beloved shorts, and forcing me to wear… these… these… hot pants?' Asked Kel disbelievingly.

'Well, yes as a matter of fact. But it worked didn't it.' Said Alanna her eyes shining, as she reminisced about the moment when Dom told Kel she was hot!

'So basically you pranked me in order to get Dom to notice me!'

'No… you see a prank, would just have been to make you look stupid, I modified your shorts for a reason.' Said Alanna, in a hurt voice, as though the younger knight simply did not understand her genius.

Kel shook her head sadly, 'you suffer from insanity!'

'Nope!' Said the Lioness gleefully, 'I actually enjoy it!' (-a/n- disclaimer, this is not mine, but I can't remember who actually said this quote!)

'Besides, I wasn't always this crazy, its just you and Dom have known each other for years, and you both having feelings for each other, we just want you to admit them to each other, so you can get married and raise little commanders for Tortall's armies!'

'Alanna!' said Kel shocked.

'But its true!' smirked Alanna, 'and you know it!'

'So where are we actually?' Asked Kel, looking around the large, plain suite.

'Hmm…,' murmured Alanna, 'Well whoever it is, I'm going to leave a little surprise!'

'Oh no Alanna, just let me go and I'll promise not to hurt you, lets just get out of here.'

'It won't take two minutes, I learnt a new trick last night.'

Kel looked on fearfully as Alanna walked over to the chest of drawers and pulled out its contents, breeches and long shorts, spilled onto the floor.

'Oh no! Don't you dare!'

But it was too late, Alanna's purple magic had flashed out and all the breeches and shorts were now very, very short hot pants!

'Oops,' giggled Alanna. 'I haven't quite mastered the length changing bit yet.'

'Change them back Alanna, now!'

'Can't,' said the older knight, 'I haven't learnt that far, but I'm reading up on Magic and clothes making…'

'Shhh! I think someone's coming!' Hissed Kel frantically.

Alanna shoved the newly made hot pants back into the draw and releasing Kel, the two of them legged it out of the room, down the corridor, down the stairs, along a narrower corridor, and collapsed panting in a chamber of the entrance hall.

'I wonder who will be wearing hot pants tonight…' said Alanna, her purple eyes glinting gleefully.

Kel buried her head in her hands.

Meanwhile, 'OF ALL THE GODS CURSED THINGS, WHY CAN'T A MAN FIND SOME BREECHES WHEN HE NEEDS SOME!' Hollered one very, very angry man.

That night at dinner, all the knights gathered in the mess hall to be addressed by the King as they did once every month. All the Knights head's turned as members of the high table entered, these included the King himself, his Queen, Alanna, Raoul, Gary, Duke Baird, Numair and… LORD WYLDON IN HOT PANTS!'

Alanna paled visibly and it took all of Kel's willpower to stop herself from blacking out.
'Kel, are you ok?' Asked our favourite, floppy haired sergeant.

'Oh I think I might fly, just look at his face, look at his face.' Pointed an almost hysterical, overjoyed Neal.

'Oh, shut up daffodil boy,' said Dom, turning to look at Lord Wyldon's face, which was darker than thunder!

-a/n- well I have approx. nine minutes to upload this! Lol! Happy Birthday to On top of cloud 9 and neurotically yours! Hope you enjoyed this, please review :D

Confusedknight xxx